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a hangover lasts a day but our drunken memories last a lifetime.
all i can picture is the color of your eyes, and the way you make me smile.
all you have to do in life is go out with your friends; party hard and look better than the bitch next to you.
and if one day i start to matter, go ahead and tell me.
and i promise not to forget you just as quickly as you have me.
and she will fool everyone; with her fake smile and pretend laugh.
and this fairytale's over. the princess dies, the prince finds another bride and everything's back to how it's suppose to be. time to step back into reality and get on with my life.
and i’ve been to hell and back. i spill shit – trip – and embarrass myself. i can’t flutter my eyes and get that boy. my life is messed up, i’ve been through more shit than you see on tv. nobody’s perfect. i’ve been lied to, cheated on, and had my heart stolen. i’ve fucked up. fucked people up; and been fucked up. but, every hit was worth it because, i felt it. i knew it was real. life is real and i’m living it wrong everyday. i’m fucking up royally and doing everything opposite, but do i regret one thing? never. because at one point what i did was what i wanted and i got my satisfaction. my life is mine and no stupid bitches or immature boys can fuck it up for me anymore. i’m the real deal and i’d love to see you try and break me.
a stranger stabs you in the front, a friend stabs you in the back, a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends poke each other with straws.
as we grow up we don't lose friends, we just learn who our real ones are.
as we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't suppose to let us down probably will. you'll have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it's harder every time. you'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when someone broke yours. you'll fight with your best friends and maybe even fall in love with them. you'll blame a new love for things an old one did. you'll cry because time's passing too fast and you'll eventually lose someone close to you. so take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every 60 seconds you spend angry or upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
because for me, it's always been you. i've tried to fight it, i've tried to deny it but i can't. you are undeniable.
best friends: a promise not a label.
bring on the flip flops, lazy days and fun nights; beachy hair and water fights. hot guys and sun tanned skin. school's out and summer's in.
but if you look at me closely, you will see it in my eyes. this girl will always find her way.
celebrities walk on red carpet. but, me and you walk on toilet paper.. well, because we're the shit!
drama, lies, backstabbing. yeah, it's the teenage years.
drama's made for movies, not reality.
dreams are the answers to questions we haven't yet figured out how to ask.
everything in life changes you in some way, even the smallest things. if you don't accept these changes, you don't accept yourself. for through these changes brings new and greater things to you, making you wiser as time progresses. to avoid these changes is a loss. you only live your life once. don't waste a minute of it avoiding things. let them come to you, and learn from them. there's always tomorrow.
girls like us don't come around too often.. you will learn to love us. hate us and you're simply wasting your time.. because you can't beat us and you for sure as hell can't join us.
got a problem with me? solve it. think i'm tripping? tie my shoes. can't stand me? sit down. can't face me? turn the fuck around.
hate all you want. but you can’t break the girl who thinks nothing of you.
hate isn't the opposite of love. indifference is the opposite of love because if you hate, you still love.
having the love of your life break up with you and say, 'we can still be friends.' is like your dog dying and you're mom saying, 'you can still keep it.'
he looked at me and said, 'do you ever feel like you're working for something you're never going to get? you shoot-and-miss kind of deal. like no matter what, you can't have it, but that makes you fight for it just a little bit more?' i looked at him, stared at him for a second and replied, 'everyday..'
he's got a masters in personality, straight a's in smiles, and a phd in breaking hearts.
i agree with the dictionary; girls before guys, partying then studying and friends before love.
i always wonder what crosses your mind when your eyes meet mine.
i am. a daughter, a grand-daughter, a niece, a cousin, a friend. i am a partner, a young girl, and a grown woman. i am confident and scared, terrified and excited. i am loving. and caring, and thoughtful, and hopeful. i am sick and tired. i am shy and friendly, and careful and careless. i am broken and whole. i am misunderstood, misguided, and mislead. i am hard working and determined, but a little scared on the inside. i wish on stars and dream my dreams. i pray to god and cry my tears. i smile on the outside, while i’m dying on the inside. i listen to others who won’t listen to me. i walk on eggshells, and i walk on fire. i believe in passion, but not true love. i love you and i push you away. i want you but not so close. i am everything and nothing all at once. and all i want is for you to love me.
i am outspoken, opinionated and determined. i want what i want and there is nothing wrong with that! so try to stomp on me, try to douse my inner flame, try to squash every ounce of beauty i hold within me.. you won’t succeed! and if that makes me a bitch so be it. i embrace the title and am proud to bear it.
i believe that everything happens for a reason. people change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.
i do my thing and you do your thing. i am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not here to live up to mine. you are you, and i am i. and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful.
i don’t know what tomorrow brings or even what i’m going to eat for breakfast. i couldn’t tell you if i’ll find my soul-mate or even what outfit i’m going to wear tomorrow. i still can’t figure out what my destiny is or even if i feel like doing my homework tonight. but i do know this.. i’ve got music in my car, a closet full or clothes, and the best friends a girl could have. and baby, that’s all i really need.
if you looked inside a girl you would see how much she really cries, you would find so many secrets and lots of lies but what you'll see the most is how hard it is to stay strong when nothing's right and everything's wrong.
i guess it's typical to cling to memories you can't get back again and to sort through old photos of a summer long ago or a friend you used to know.
i love my: crazy, goofy, stupid, gorgeous, weird, lame, socially challenged friends.
i'm just a crazy kind of girl, i'll tell it to the world. i've just begun having my fun.
i'm not a perfect girl. my hair doesn't always stay in place and i spill things a lot. i'm pretty clumsy and sometimes i have a broken heart. my friends and i sometimes fight and maybe some days nothing goes right. but when i think about it and take a step back, i remember how amazing my life truly is and that maybe.. just maybe, i like being imperfect.
i'm nowhere near perfect; i eat when i'm bored, i fall for boys too easily, i'm vulnerable to believing lies. i'm hoping that one day i won't need a fake smile, i make up excuses for everything, i have best friends and enemies. i have drama and memories, i'm an average teenager, and that's life. live it, love it.. learn from it.
i'm the kind of girl you can hear from miles away. the kind that if you're sad it's her job to make you happy.the kind of girl who keeps messing up and saying 'oops, sorry.' i trip over everything. i'm such a cluttz and i get so mad at the simplest things but i'm also the girl who holds everything back. if you ask me what's wrong i'll just lie and smile saying 'oh, nothing.' the girl who's afraid to love, because she already lost so much.
i'm the type of girl who will burst out laughing at something that happened yesterday.
i'm tired of the hook ups, the set ups, the fuck ups, the guy who doesn't know what he wants, the guy who does but won't admit it, the guy who wants one thing. i want the real thing.
in every girls life there's a boy she'll never forget and a summer where it all started.
i promise when we're old, we're going to be best friends chasing each other around in our motor scooters all day.
isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes, but then when you look back, everything's different?
isn't it ironic? we ignore the people who adore us, and adore the people who ignore us. love the people who hurt us, and hurt the people that love us.
it doesn't matter anymore. i guess things happen for a reason. tears eventually fade and one day everything will be exactly how it's suppose to be. moving on is a process and you have to promise yourself that you're really ready to let go.
it's like half of me really wants to be with him, when the other half wants to be over him.
it’s ridiculous, it’s been months and for some reason i just can’t get over us.. and i’m stronger than this; enough is enough; no more walking around with my head down. i’m so over being blue crying about you.
i want a notebook romance; a love like corey and topanga; and a story like a walk to remember.. and i want it to be with him.
i used to be normal.. until i met those losers who i now call my best friends.
i've learned that goodbyes will always hurt. pictures never replace having been there, memories good or bad will bring tears. and words can never replace these feelings.
judge me and i'll prove you wrong. tell me what to do and i'll tell you off. say i'm not worth it and watch where i end up. call me a bitch and i'll show you one. call me crazy, but really you have no idea.
just crank up the volume and we can sing like superstars and dance around like we're famous with ripped jeans and huge sunglasses. because girls, that's how we roll.
keep your expectations low, your hopes high, your drinks full, and your friends by your side.
let's kiss in the rain, where the rain is so hard that the only thing we can see is each other.
life’s too short; grudges are a waste of perfect happiness. laugh when you can, apologize when you should, and let go of what you can't change. love deeply and forgive quickly. take chances. give everything and have no regrets. life's too short to be unhappy. you have to take good with the bad. smile when you are sad. love what you got, and always remember what you had. always forgive, never forget. learn from your mistakes, but never regret.
life’s too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. so love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't. believe that everything happens for a reason. if you get a chance, take it. if it changes your life, than let it. nobody said it would be easy, they just promised it'd be worth it.
live your life at its fullest. laugh at all the things that don't matter. and love with all that you have and more.
look at life through the windshield, and not the rear-view mirror.
love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. it’s not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end.
love is when you shed a tear and you still love him. it's when he loves another girl but you still smile and say, 'i'm happy for you.' when all you really do is cry.
makeup is essential. fashion is my life. music is my therapy. friends are precious. time is uncontrollable. bitches and hoes aren’t worth my time. individuality is everything.
maybe if you opened your eyes and looked into hers, you'd see how much she loves you.
maybe some women weren't meant to be tamed. maybe they're suppose to run wild until they find someone just as wild to run with.
memories are only as good as the people you make them with.
nothing's going to be around forever; so live it up, drink it down, laugh it off and avoid all the stupid drama, take chances and don't have regrets because at one point you wanted it.
one day you're going to wake up and realize how much you love her, and then when that day comes she'll be waking up next to the guy who already knew.
people are like, 'whoa! those girls are always together.' and i'm like, 'psh! because we're like best friends.'
run in the rain to get wet, call a friend just because you care, smile just because you can, and laugh just to make people stare.
she closes her eyes, as make-up runs.. he got the best of her.
she finally let go of her fake smile, and the tears slowly rolled down her cheek as she whispered to herself, 'i don't want to be me.'
she's a typical teenage girl; angry, insecure, confused. she wants to be told everything's going to be alright.. but she hates being lied to.
she’s my other half, my partner in crime. a sidekick to dirty deeds. we’re together all the time. wherever she is, i’m not far behind and if she’s in danger my life too is.. on the line.
she's the type of girl that can be so hurt, but can still look at you and smile. the type of girl who's willing to brighten your day.. even if she can't brighten her own.
she will chase you around for a while; but there's going to be a day when she's going to stop running in circles around you. she's going to get over you and at that very moment you're going to wish you had let her catch you.
so cheers to the guys that have us. the losers that lost us, and the lucky ones that get to meet us.
so i'm basically your average teenage girl; my hair never goes the way i want it to go. my room can't stay clean for more than a day, and there's this guy i am absolutely crazy about.
someday everything will all make perfect sense. so for now, laugh at all the confusion, smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason.
sometimes we tend to be in despair when the person we care about leaves. but the truth is, it's not out loss.. it's theirs. because they left the only person in the world who would never give up on them.
sometimes you only forgive someone because you can't stand not having them in your life.
take your damn fairy tale endings and your hopes, dreams and wishes and shove them up your ass. this is the real world and that shit just doesn't cut it anymore.
tell him i hate him, tell him i never want to see him again, tell him i said that with tears in my eyes because i was lying.
the best things in life are unseen. that’s why we close our eyes when we kiss, cry, and dream.
that’s what we do, we fight. you tell me when i’m being an arrogant son of a bitch, and i tell you when you’re being a pain in the ass. which you are, 99% of the time. i’m not afraid to hurt your feelings. you have like a 2 second rebound rate and then you’re back doing the next pain in the ass thing. i’m saying it’s not going to be easy.. it’s going to be really hard. we’re going to have to work at it everyday; but i want to do that because i want you. i want all of you, you and me.. together everyday for the rest of my life.
the feelings i use to have for you are no longer there and for the first time in a while i really don't care.
the happiest people don't have it all; they just make the best out of what they have got.
the object of life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body but rather to skid sideways, totally worn out shouting, 'holy shit, what a ride!'
the worst feeling isn't being lonely; it's being forgotten by someone that you could never forget.
there are three things in life every girl needs;
1. love to make her weak.
2. alcohol to make her strong.
3. and best friends when both things make her hit the floor.
there comes a point in life when you realize who matters, who never did, who won't anymore, and who always will. so don't worry about the people from your past, there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future.
there's a point in your life when you get tired of trying to fix everything and trying to make everyone happy. when you finally decide to quit, it's not giving up. it's realizing you don't need certain people and the bullshit they bring to your life.
they didn't agree on much. in fact, they rarely agreed on anything. they fought all the time and they challenged each other every day. but in spite of their differences they had one important thing in common; they were crazy about each other.
thrill me; please me; surprise me; give me everything i want and nothing i need; give me days i’ll always remember and nights i’ll never forget; give me sexy.. give me you.
through truth and lies, smiles and despair, a giggle, a 'how's my hair?' you know i'll be there until the end.. you're my best friend.
we walk around talking to complete strangers; laugh for absolutely no reason at all; have stupid fights that are over in 10 minutes; attempt to dance and sing like they do in the music videos; have a billion 'you-had-to-be-there' time's; gang up on the bitch that has a problem with one of us; make fun of each other when we walk into stuff; act like we're all on crack; and no matter what happens, we are always there for each other.. through good times and bad.
what lies behind us and what lies before us, are small matters compared to what lies within us.
when i first saw you i was afraid to meet you; when i first met you i was afraid to hold you; when i first held you i was afraid to kiss you; when i first kissed you i was afraid to love you; and then when i loved you i was so afraid to lose you.
when life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile.
who are you to judge the life i live. i know i'm not perfect and i don't try to be, but before you start to point fingers make sure your own hands are clean.
yes i do use my hairbrush as a microphone and dance around in my underwear. thank you very much.
you aren’t going to be his first, his last, or his only. he’s loved before, he will again. but if he loves you now, what else matters? he’s not perfect. you aren’t either. and the two of you will never be perfect. but if he can make you laugh at least once, cause you to think twice, and admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. he is not going to quote poetry, he is not going to be thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. don’t hurt him, don’t change him.. don’t expect more then he can give. try not to over-analyze. smile when he makes you happy; yell when he makes you mad. and miss him when he’s not there.
you call me a bitch? well a bitch is a dog, dogs bark, bark is on trees, trees are part of nature, and nature is beautiful. so yeah, thanks for the compliment.
you change for two reasons; either you learn enough that you want to or you've been hurt enough that you have to.
you remind me of the times when i knew who i was.
you're only as strong as the tables you dance on, the drinks you mix, and the friends you role with.
